Sword of Immortals

Daoyi saw that the person who came was actually an acquaintance, and he was also defeated by his subordinates.

"It's you!" The young man was surprised when he saw Daoyi.

Daoyi nodded and said, "It's me! Brother Shao, don't come here unharmed!"

When Shao Hong saw Feng Ling'er, he was a little excited and said, "Junior Sister, you are back!"

Although Feng Ling'er covered her face, her figure could not be changed, so she couldn't escape Shao Hong's eyes.

Feng Ling'er took off the face scarf and said, "Yes! I'm back!"

"It's good to be back! It's good to be back!" Shao Hong was very happy, and said, "Junior Sister, follow me to see Master!"

Feng Ling'er said coldly: "You don't need to tell me, I will go to see my father myself."

"Junior Sister, do you know that these days, Master sent all the people out to find you. Do you know how anxious he is and how careful he is about you."

Feng Ling'er said angrily: "I don't want to listen to you, get out!"

Shao Hong's face was a little embarrassed, and he smiled dryly: "Junior Sister, I know you are angry with me! But even if you are angry, I can't help it."

Feng Ling'er turned her head to one side, unwilling to see Shao Hong again.

Seeing this, Daoyi smiled and said, "Brother Shao, could it be convenient for us to go there?"

Shao Hong glared at Daoyi in a blink of an eye, and said, "Boy, do you know that I am very angry now! I really want to kill someone!"

"Oh!" Daoyi shook his head and said, "I don't know that."

Shao Hong snorted angrily: "Hmph! Last time I lost to you, this time I will definitely let you die by my sword."

Daoyi said indifferently: "It can be seen that you have put in a lot of hard work these days, and your cultivation level has broken through, and you have entered the Nascent Soul stage. It's really gratifying!"

"It's good to know!" Shao Hong suddenly swung his sword and stabbed: "Take your life!"

Daoyi looked as usual, calm and composed, and said: "It's still the same sentence, you are not my opponent, why bother to make trouble?"

"You're still so arrogant!" Shao Hong was very upset, and said, "Hmph! Who will win the battle? It's still unknown?"

Daoyi said coldly: "Three tricks, defeat you!"

"Dang!" There was a sound of metal impact, and Daoyi swung his gun to block the sword.Then, with a flick of his right hand, Shao Hong was sent flying.

Shao Hong retreated more than ten steps in a row before he barely stabilized his figure.His complexion was very ugly. It was rare for him to be so vulnerable. A strong man in the early stage of Nascent Soul was repelled by a person in the early stage of Jindan.

"No! I won't lose to you again." Shao Hong was full of anger, his shots became even angrier, and his sword moves became colder.

Like a gust of wind, Shao Hong floated in front of Daoyi, and the sword, like a breeze blowing against his face, swiped away against Daoyi's neck.

Feng Ling'er was shocked when she saw this, and hurriedly shouted: "Be careful, this is the breeze blowing your sleeves!"

Daoyi suddenly swung his finger towards the long sword, but the sword slipped away from his fingers like the wind.If it weren't for the quick sideways movement of his body and the rapid upward movement of his head, the sword might have cut his neck.

"Good swordsmanship!" A flash of appreciation flashed in Daoyi's eyes, but then he turned cold and said, "It's a pity! Your skill is not enough, not enough to display the essence of this swordsmanship."

Before the words finished, Shao Hong let out a scream, and flew out, landing heavily on the square.

"How is it possible?" Shao Hong saw the footprints on his chest, and he knew that he was kicked out by Daoyi, but he didn't see how Daoyi got his feet out, that's why he was so frightened.

Shao Hong crawled over and looked at Daoyi. He couldn't see through the man in front of him. He was like a mystery, a mystery that could never be solved.

Daoyi smiled and said, "Why, are you still here?"

Shao Hong said angrily: "I haven't got down yet, and you haven't won yet. Let's do it again."

Daoyi shook his head and said, "Why bother?"

"Hmph!" Shao Hong said coldly, "Eat my sword!"

But when Shao Hong drew his sword, a voice suddenly came from the hall: "Shao Hong, step back!"

Shao Hong immediately stopped and withdrew his sword.

I saw a middle-aged man walking out of the hall with fast pace, with sword eyebrows and star eyes, and there seemed to be an extremely sharp sword energy in his eyes. This is a soft and cold aura, giving people a strange feeling that cannot be seen through.

"Father!" Feng Ling'er's face was a little ugly.

That's right, this is Feng Ling'er's father—Feng Yi!It is also the head teacher of the Qingfeng Sword Sect, a master of comprehension.

Feng Yi ignored Feng Ling'er, his steps suddenly accelerated, and in an instant, he came to Daoyi, and he raised his hand to strike at him.

The corner of Daoyi's mouth raised slightly, and with a turn of his right wrist, he transported a surge of true energy, and waved his palm to meet the attack.

"Bang!" With a bang, Daoyi was shocked by a powerful energy and retreated hastily.

Feng Yi didn't move at all, but in an instant, he chased after him again, swiping his finger and slashing down with his sword.An extremely sharp sword energy appeared across the sky, and fell down in a split second.

"Dang!" Daoyi couldn't dodge, and couldn't dodge.Hastily waved up, blocked the sword with the Soul Eater, but the power of the sword was far stronger than he had imagined, the powerful power contained in the sword light instantly suppressed morality, a Kneeling down, the slabs on the ground burst, and countless tiny cracks appeared.

If the Soul Devouring Spear in his hand was not a divine weapon, then this sword would have already killed him.

Feng Yi gained power and was relentless, he turned his left foot and kicked Daoyi's chest, before Daoyi could react quickly, he was kicked out and landed heavily on the square.

"Pfft!" Daoyi spurted out a mouthful of blood when he fell to the ground.

"Ah Yi..." Feng Ling'er was very worried, and hurried over to help Daoyi up.

Then, Feng Ling'er turned her head and stared at Feng Yi angrily, and said, "Father, what are you doing? He is my friend, why did you hit him so hard?"

Daoyi took a deep breath and said, "I'm fine! Your father just wanted to test me."

Feng Ling'er complained about morality and said: "Try, is it necessary to use such a heavy hand?"

"What's your name?" Feng Yi asked.

"Morality!"

"Where is the teacher's inheritance?"

"No school, no sect, no teacher, no name!"

"How old are you"

"Double ten has three!"

Feng Yi suddenly showed his face, and said with a smile: "Okay! He really is a rare young talent, rare in a thousand years! Although his cultivation is only at the early stage of Jindan, his strength is comparable to that of a Nascent Soul. It seems that God treats me well. !"

Feng Ling'er was a little confused, wondering what his father meant by this?

Daoyi looked at Feng Yi, and asked: "Senior Feng, may I ask, what is the level of cultivation?"

"Distracted!" Feng Yi replied.

Daoyi nodded and said, "Understood!"

Feng Yi is very approachable and said: "I have something to do, please come in and talk about it!"

"Okay!" Daoyi nodded, and followed Feng Yi to the main hall.